On a hill far away stood an old rugged cross the emblem of sufferin' and shame

And I love that old cross where the dearest and best

For a world of lost sinners were slain

So I'll cherish the old rugged cross till my trophies at last I lay down

I will cling to the old rugged cross and exchange it some day for a crown

[ steel ]

To the old rugged cross I will ever be true its shame and reproach gladly bear

Then he'll call me some day to my home far away where his glory forever I'll share

So I'll cherish the old rugged cross...